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Chapter 520: A fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, and a basket of cowhide comes

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    "Brothers!"

    "Speak of loyalty!"

    The Holy Ancestor patted Yang Feng's shoulder heavily, and Yang Feng also grasped the back of his hand tightly. A feeling of friendship that only belonged to men flowed between the two of them.

    Then, the Holy Ancestor enthusiastically took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them over: "Brother, do you want to smoke?"

    "What? Smoking? Returning to China? Aren't you a ghost? Where did you get the smoke?"

    Staring closely at the two dazzling Chinese characters on the pack of cigarettes, Yang Feng couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

    With a devilish smile, the Holy Ancestor raised his hand and lit one, curled his lips noncommittally and said: "It's nothing, it's just an illusion. Brother, you have to know that all human perceptions of the world are generated by nerves entering the brain.  signal. So basically what we think it is in our consciousness is what it is. If I turn it into smoke, it is smoke; if I turn it into chicken legs, it will be chicken legs. As long as you believe it. How about it?  , would you like one?"

    "No, I don't smoke!"

    Yang Feng gently waved his hand and said with a smile.

    The Holy Ancestor looked at him strangely, and couldn't help curling his lips and said: "Young man, don't enter the workplace. When you enter the society, you will never leave tobacco and alcohol, hahaha By the way, brother, which school did you graduate from?  !¡±

    "Hey, it's just Tsinghua University, not worth mentioning!"

    Well!

    Yang Feng waved his hands proudly. After hearing this, the Saint Ancestor immediately twitched his face and stared at him coldly: "You didn't have a third degree, why did you end up at Tsinghua University? Young people, you have to be honest. We are all now.  In another world, why do you care so much about academic qualifications? What are you bragging about? How about Tsinghua University, so what about three undergraduates? Aren¡¯t they all the same here? Oh, vanity!"

    Well¡­¡­

    His expression suddenly tightened, and Yang Feng glared at his arrogant face, feeling secretly resentful in his heart.

    ?? Yaya, you know three books about me, yet you ask such a sensitive question, do you despise me?

    "By the way, brother, where did you graduate?"

    ? ? Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng asked in return, using his own methods to treat his own body.

    Waving his hands noncommittally, the Saint Ancestor held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a wandering expression: "Hey, it's a bad school, don't mention it, Harvard!"

    "Harvard?"

    With a trembling corner of his mouth, Yang Feng said with disbelief: "Are you from Harvard?"

    "What, it doesn't look like it?"

    Shaking his head with a smile, the Saint Ancestor sighed helplessly: "I have long said that Harvard is not good. In fact, Cambridge, Oxford, and the Swiss Royal Academy all sent me admission notices, and the Queen of England even wrote a letter in her own hand.  Invited me to Cambridge and said that as soon as I arrived in the UK, I would be given a green card and a house. Isn¡¯t this a naked talent bribe? I am so patriotic, how could I change my nationality so easily?¡±

    "So I went to Harvard in a rage, and the president of Harvard was very happy. All the teachers and students of the school welcomed me. But after I went there, I found that the teaching quality there was not good, and a group of professors didn't know as much as I did.  , I often gave them lectures, and they asked for advice humbly. Am I here to go to school or to teach? Damn, it¡¯s a loss. So before I finally returned to China, no matter how much the principal tried to persuade me to stay, I sternly refused, and they  It¡¯s really not possible there, alas!¡±

    Wow, brother, you are so awesome.

    You must have been worn by Guo Degang, and you are talking about cross talk to me here.

    His face couldn't help but twitch, Yang Feng looked at him with a half-smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, you're from Harvard, why don't you show me a few paragraphs of English?"

    "Uhwhat is your name?"

    "roll!"

    Yang Feng glared at him fiercely, and his face suddenly darkened: "A top student from Harvard, show me kindergarten-level English. You can at least show off your first-grade English?"

    "Isn't this just for the first grade? When I first went to school, I learned this in the first grade!"

    Rolling his eyes, the Holy Ancestor immediately waved his hand impatiently and said: "Okay, okay, what are we doing here? Is it interesting to dig each other out? Regardless of Harvard or Tsinghua, aren't there full-level mages here?  You don¡¯t have to go out to find a job, so is your academic qualifications so important? It¡¯s boring!¡±

    Who is bored?

    Weren¡¯t you the one who took the lead in searching for academic qualifications in the first place?

    Yang Feng pouted angrily and did not look at him.

    The two fellow villagers had a conflict because of their bragging.

    At the same time, in a dark secret room a thousand meters underground in the Imperial Palace of Shangjing City, the Ghost King walked in and carriedThe hand took out a charred branch the size of a thumb from his sleeve.  But the branches were still trembling slightly, as if they were alive.

    "Finally, the time for resurrection has come. My Black Soul Tree, wake up immediately! Ouyang Feiying burned you to pieces with a fire, but luckily you left a breath of life. Now, I will resurrect you, and together with me  Dominate the world."

    With that said, the Ghost King gently placed the dead branch on the ground, and then took out the green jade staff. But as soon as he took it in his hand, a strong suction suddenly came out, absorbing the Ghost King's life energy.

    Haha, do you think you are that monster? I can¡¯t offend him, but I can¡¯t offend you?  See if I don¡¯t suck you to death, hum!

    The ghost king could not help but twitching his brows. He felt the strange movement of the green jade staff in his hand. His face suddenly darkened, his eyes condensed, and a ball of flames suddenly exploded from his hand, covering the whole body of the green jade staff in an instant.

    ah!

    Earth-level flames, he is actually carrying earth-level flames.

    It¡¯s burning to death, it¡¯s burning to death, stop it!

    The green jade staff kept struggling and stopped suctioning.

    The Ghost King smiled coldly, and immediately put away the holy fire, and said proudly: "Green jade staff, don't play tricks on me, or you will be burned to death. Be obedient and give me the black soul tree to resurrect me!"

    bump!

    As he said that, the Ghost King stuck the green jade staff into the ground.

    The dark dead branches, feeling the strong breath of life on the green jade staff, immediately wrapped themselves around it like an old tree rejuvenating, and then snaked up like a snake, quickly wrapping the green jade staff.  He entered and began to absorb the energy from the green jade staff.

    Looking at all this, the Ghost King couldn't help laughing excitedly: "Great, great, great, my black soul tree, come back to life quickly, I need you! And this time you have the green jade staff's earth-level wood element strength.  OK, even if Ouyang Feiying is resurrected and comes with the holy fire, he can't do anything to you, hahaha!"

    "Is it!"

    Suddenly, at this moment, an evil smile sounded.

    I don't know when, an illusory black shadow suddenly appeared behind the Ghost King, and said in a high-pitched voice: "With the help of the green jade staff, this black soul tree is indeed stronger than a hundred years ago. But don't forget, Ouyang Feiying back then  The holy fire that burned down this black soul tree is just a handful of holy fire clones. If the true holy fire of the Holy Fire Sect is born, your little black tree may not be able to withstand it, Jie Jie Jie!"

    "Is it you?"

    With a twitch of his brows, the Ghost King's expression quickly became solemn, as if he was quite fearful (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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